Indigo

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Things were indigo. I had more regular appointments. My mom didn't want me to talk to Josh. I was moved to a guest bedroom while they cleaned the blood off the walls. I hated that.

But I had Josh. I loved Josh. And he loved me too.

I stopped taking my meds. I didn't trust my mom or my doctor anymore. So I hid them under my pillow in a bag. This went on for two months. I had so many pills stashed, nearly 120, seeing as I was supposed to take two of the brown venomous things every day. My mom wasn't home today, so I planned to spend the day with Josh and get rid of the pills.

Then everything turned white.

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